Qinghuan talked with the old man for not long. She only went in for a while and then came out. Chu Yao sat on the sofa waiting for her with a low pressure. When he saw her coming out, he immediately came up. The old man followed Qinghuan out of the study room, looking much tired. He waved to Chu Yao and said, "Come and see me more in the future. I am so old that I can't do anything to you."

Chu Yao did not answer, would he come back and say something else, he just wants to take Qinghuan away from here now.

From the beginning to the Chu family and now to the present, Chu Yao has never spoken to anyone other than the old man, but the old man's attitude is here, and everyone actually understands that the real heir of the Chu family has returned, and everyone else has to retreat, including three aunts of the same surname Chu.

Unhappy to make it? The decision is in the hands of the old man.

This is destined to have a conflict between Chu Yao and his three aunts. If the old man wants to watch the happy family drama, it will probably not work. Even if the three aunts are willing to act, Chu Yao will not cooperate. He has no feelings for the old man, so how could he feel wronged himself in order to make him happy?

"What did he tell you?"

Qing Huan took out a piece of fruit candy from his bag, peeled the candy paper and sent it to Chu Yao's mouth: "Guess?"

"I can't guess."

Chu Yao doesn't like candy very much, but Qinghuan likes it very much. She always stuffs him a candy all at once, as if after eating candy, the bitter life will become sweeter. But the sweetness is short-lived. After tasting sweetness, the bitterness will make people even more unforgettable.

"I didn't say anything, I just wanted me to take good care of you and go with you. Maybe it was because his son and daughter-in-law touched him, and the old man knew to repent?" Speaking of which, what was wrong with Chu Yao's parents? They were bound to the same family and forced the couple to death. Do you have to make the same decision again at this age? Chu Yao must be able to choose a girl with a better background, but what's the use of a good background? It's the most important thing that he likes. The old man will think of his son when he sees Chu Yao, and Chu Yao doesn't have a deep affection for the old man like his father, and is in a dilemma. If the old man wants to break them up, Chu Yao will definitely not be as easy to talk to as his father.

Before Chu Yao came to the capital, Qinghuan's background information had been put in front of the old man. He knew that this girl was smart and beautiful, and very outstanding. Although her family was average, her father was a capable one. Since his grandson liked her, why did he have to break up a couple? Then it would only make Chu Yao hate him a little more.

When people get old, they yearn for their descendants to keep their family happy.

But when he was in grades, the old man still knew very well that his three daughters and Chu Yao were in the same situation as water and fire. He would definitely not be able to reconcile. He is still here and everyone maintains superficial peace, but one day he will lose, then he will tear his face apart. He will come back sooner or later, but the old man will see it openly - when he closes his eyes and stretches his legs, he will not know anything, so let them solve the matter after him. In his lifetime, he will still support Chu Yao, which is what he owe Chu Yao's father and Chu Yao's mother.

It can be said that the death of Chu Yao's parents changed the old man's character as a domineering and profane. Otherwise, if he had been in the past, Chu Sangu would not get married? He would be the first to create an arranged marriage. Change is a good thing, but it is meaningless for those who have passed away.

Because people are dead, they know nothing and need nothing.

Qinghuan felt that Chu Yao should understand this, but he did not respond after hearing her words. He just looked out the window quietly, with her soft little hand in his palm. He held it and pinched it, and refused to let go.

"The matter of the Chu family has nothing to do with us. The old man's three daughters can't do anything to me." After all, the old man's attitude was there. Even if they didn't like her, they would at most say a few sarcastic words and would never dare to do anything to her. When the old man disappeared, they would dare to do anything. By then - Chu Yao had already become stronger and was even less afraid of them. Qinghuan was very open-minded. She had never had any competitive intentions. She did things based on her original intention and came to save people. Naturally, she would not leave halfway.

"Don't be afraid of anything, I'm here." She scratched Chu Yao's palm with her fingers. The handsome young man turned his head to look at her. There was a deep color in his eyes. It was the long-standing feelings and established destiny.

It is agreed not to be greedy.

Whoever is greedy is the puppy.

Chu Yao smiled at Qing.

Their lives have not changed anything because of the Chu family. They have lived in the past and still live in the present. Chu Yao tried his best to become better, but he didn't know when the end was the end, because he always felt that it was not enough. It was like a life that was inseparable from Qinghuan. One day of life would be less, and one day would be more farewell than one day.

He himself didn't know where this panic came from. They were all healthy and safe and happy, but his heart was like a bridge on the verge of collapse, swaying on this side, unstable on the other side, and not knowing when it would completely collapse. As time passed by day, the feeling became deeper. But the most terrifying thing was not panic and uneasiness, but his subconscious obedience and acceptance to himself. It seemed that he had known what the ending would be and prepared long ago, but because of this, waiting for the days before the ending came became more and more difficult.

Why is life so long? How come it is so short?

This is obviously the beginning of a beautiful story, and it should lead to a happy and happy ending, but when the story unfolds, he is very happy, but in the process he gets a completely opposite emotion to happiness. Is there anything wrong? What is wrong? What is wrong? What is wrong in this world, this story, and where is it wrong? Shouldn’t they spend this life together until they grow old? No one is blocking him, why does he feel many difficulties?

How can people live so happy, and how can people live so sad?

Qinghuan has always been by his side, no matter where he goes or what he does, she is there, always looking at him gently and tolerantly, accepting his love, accepting his apology, and accepting his unreasonable anxiety and uneasiness. In this beautiful story, Chu Yao was panicked, and she always watched, as if she was the only one who knew what the ending would be.

later……

You ask what happened later?

later……

It was probably good later. They grew up together since they were teenagers, went to school, graduated, got married, and had children... No, without having children, it was impossible for them to have children. Why do you ask? Chu Yao couldn't answer because he himself didn't know why, but he knew that this was an absolute fact. The whole world seemed to have collapsed in front of him, real and real, real, real, fake, and looked at the flowers in the fog. He couldn't tell, nor did he want to tell.

If everything is figured out, this illusory love will be shattered and all memories will return to the beginning. It must be something he doesn't want to touch or know.

So what happened later?

There are beginnings and presents, but what about the future?

Where did you go later?

They got married and lived happily together. Whether it was Xu Jiao or Chen Lan, they finally began to realize that they and Qinghuan were not from the same world. Some people were born like this, some people experienced ups and downs, some people were heartless, and some people spent the most difficult times, and still maintained their inner tenderness and strength.

It took Chu Yao a long time to figure it out.

This story didn't come later.

Because this is enough. If this story is not a dream, if the story is told with bright and strong colors from the beginning, then the love between the two is the peak of blooming. After a flower blooms, it will not bloom again. Stop the loss in time, click until it stops, and stop like this.

Chu Yao thought a lot in the chaotic time, until he finally turned into a soft ball of light, slowly dissipating in this world brightly and dazzlingly, and some plots in his memory did not change. He clearly realized that neither he nor Qinghuan were the protagonists of the love story, even if the story seemed simple and proper, as if it was about to reach a perfect ending.

He has no ending.

Because he can only be here.

His consciousness was floating and deep, and he faintly saw a road of black soil. This road was very long and led to a place where he could never come back. Under his feet was soft soil, his body was surrounded, and bright red and slender petals grew, spreading little by little. On the side of this road, he was fluttering in the wind, no leaves were seen, but only flowers were blooming.

In the deep black, there was a bridgehead, and a string of bells at the bridgehead were ringing, as if there were laughter and crying. His consciousness gradually became dispersed and dull in these sounds. The perfect story in front of him was like a colored old photo, which suddenly began to peel off, layer after layer, as if there was no end and no result.

The sound of water is gurgling.

He wanted to walk around to see, but his feet were stuck in the soil. He wanted to breathe, but the stamens could only tremble slightly. He wanted to open his eyes, but there was only a bright red in his eyes. There were scenes after scenes before him, like a revolving lantern. He watched quietly, watching them disappear little by little.

Can't catch it.

what to do?

what to do?

During the breath, a gentle skirt seemed to brush across the petals. He stretched out his body and longed for touching and meeting, but the skirt was fleeting and soon stopped appearing. What happened was that he was getting less and less able to remember. He was still a little more and more aware just now, but now it is gradually fading. Maybe soon, no, maybe immediately, he no longer has memories, no soul, no thinking or memory, only this sea of ​​flowers, these thin stamens, and these tender petals.

Everyone.

Meet the loved one.

But I was still scared.
Chapter completed!